Nimue’s Card-o-Mancy
Attending a birthday party last night, a beautiful 9 year old girl walked amongst the guests, encouraging them to blindly pick a card out of a pack. “It’s a prophecy for your year ahead” she said, “and you get to keep the card!” What I drew:
Beyond the stories you
repeat over and over is
true spirit unfolding and
radiating outward in
spirals with no words. A
single strand of spidersilk
between trees is how
strong and fragile it all is.
